Post by anpanman on Mar 20, 2006 17:46:21 GMT 10
Demistifying the legend that is ANPAMAN for your reading pleasure:
So I live in Japan you know. Today, I was scheduled to go out to a small mountain school. The school consists of a yr 8 class (9 students) and a yr 9 class (10 students). Woke up at 8:30; the bus comes at 8:34. My hustle must be dropping because I missed it. Looks like an emergency call to the FD. It's a long drive thru some twisty, narrow, mountain roads. Oh yay u say. If you are me, you say oh expensive and dangerous. Filled up with some of the 103+ octane type stuff and was hooking (there are 2 servo attendants who do everything for you and one just asks regura or hiyaku. Hiyaku me!). Got to this school and there is a gate which only JUST wide eough to fit thru; like 2cm for error each side. Big concrete pillar each side. Proceed up this long, twisty, and really narrow 'driveway'. One side is a cliff face. There is no barrier. The other side is rock wall. Bit scared, but made it to the top...to see...a wall. It's a dead end. The way to the school is a different road. The reason the gate was so damn narrow is that this is a walking path. Now, there is no way to do a 3 point turn and face back down. Gotta reverse. Fark.
Went into school to get some teachers. Students came out too. They helped me reverse down. It's pretty steep but I'm going like 0.5 km/h. Anyway, heart pounding and sweating and everything, but just managed to edge down and out thru that gate, missing it by literally a cm or 2. Teachers and kids cheered. Yay. They also said my car was cool and offered to trade me theirs.
Played some baseball and got outta school at lunch time, I'm speeding home and I got snapped by a radar. Fark. At the time I'm only doing like 60. Limit is 40. No wonder everyone but me has a radar detector. That's gonna cost me. When I got home its like 1:00. Just then, almost no chance, my supervisor walks past my house. Oh crap. Sposed to finish at 5 (never do). hes a funny, fat little dude, who would pass as the Jap version of Elvis. He jumps in my car and he's like oh kakoii (cool)...tells me to start it and rev it and everything. He clapping his hands like a school girl at a beatles concert. Showing him the HKS gauges. This means its a fast car I say. He's loving it. Anpanman plys his charm with a trowl 'oh I love your suit'...that shade really suits you, where did u buy it?' etc.
Disaster averted not once, but twice today. One day, you too can be like Anpanman, but probably not.
So I live in Japan you know. Today, I was scheduled to go out to a small mountain school. The school consists of a yr 8 class (9 students) and a yr 9 class (10 students). Woke up at 8:30; the bus comes at 8:34. My hustle must be dropping because I missed it. Looks like an emergency call to the FD. It's a long drive thru some twisty, narrow, mountain roads. Oh yay u say. If you are me, you say oh expensive and dangerous. Filled up with some of the 103+ octane type stuff and was hooking (there are 2 servo attendants who do everything for you and one just asks regura or hiyaku. Hiyaku me!). Got to this school and there is a gate which only JUST wide eough to fit thru; like 2cm for error each side. Big concrete pillar each side. Proceed up this long, twisty, and really narrow 'driveway'. One side is a cliff face. There is no barrier. The other side is rock wall. Bit scared, but made it to the top...to see...a wall. It's a dead end. The way to the school is a different road. The reason the gate was so damn narrow is that this is a walking path. Now, there is no way to do a 3 point turn and face back down. Gotta reverse. Fark.
Went into school to get some teachers. Students came out too. They helped me reverse down. It's pretty steep but I'm going like 0.5 km/h. Anyway, heart pounding and sweating and everything, but just managed to edge down and out thru that gate, missing it by literally a cm or 2. Teachers and kids cheered. Yay. They also said my car was cool and offered to trade me theirs.
Played some baseball and got outta school at lunch time, I'm speeding home and I got snapped by a radar. Fark. At the time I'm only doing like 60. Limit is 40. No wonder everyone but me has a radar detector. That's gonna cost me. When I got home its like 1:00. Just then, almost no chance, my supervisor walks past my house. Oh crap. Sposed to finish at 5 (never do). hes a funny, fat little dude, who would pass as the Jap version of Elvis. He jumps in my car and he's like oh kakoii (cool)...tells me to start it and rev it and everything. He clapping his hands like a school girl at a beatles concert. Showing him the HKS gauges. This means its a fast car I say. He's loving it. Anpanman plys his charm with a trowl 'oh I love your suit'...that shade really suits you, where did u buy it?' etc.
Disaster averted not once, but twice today. One day, you too can be like Anpanman, but probably not.
